Grown up men
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When I finally went to the Holy Land that is Anfield Road I picked up an old idea which had occured to me sometime in 2005 when watching First Vienna play and taking photographs. Quite often, you can isolate players in a photo from the rest of the team, the stadium, etc. and get a clear shot of just the player and the pitch. I took a liking to the idea; on one level I simply think it looks good, but there is something more to it, which I tried to express in these photos.
Grown up people attending football matches is something fundamentally intriguing to me, and it has been ever since I was forced to explain my fascination to my girlfriend. I had never really thought about football on a metaphorical level before, other than agreeing with Nick Hornby and other authors who tried to explain why people go and watch football or any other sport for that matter; I knew I liked watching it, I knew I enjoyed going to the stadium, I knew I loved reading about football and talking about football.
But once somebody asks you why you chose to go and watch highly paid people you don't even know personally play football, you are forced to give it more thought. Which I tried to do with these pictures.
The players are isolated, by colour and by their positioning in the image (not manipulated, except for one case). In some cases, they have even been isolated visually by having the ball removed or even the opponent. So here's what the images show you: grown up men. Not much beyond that.
The only image I altered beyond the concept above is the following one of Stevie Gerrard. At first it only seemed like a nice action-shot, but on closer examination I realised the position in which I had captured the Skipper. And I realised, why he has saved us on so many occasions time and time again. For he is the messiah.